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Paint Ball TEAM! |
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DongYup and his Baskin Robbins Birthday Cake |
It all started with Friday night. Friday was our friend DongYup’s birthday, so we all went out for dinner together and the bbq place we always end up eating at. We bought a Baskin’ Robbins cake of course, and almost devoured the entire thing! After dinner we hung around a bit, then headed home. Sam wasn’t feeling to good, and everyone was getting tired. So instead of pushing ourselves to the limits, we decided going home and getting ready for the next day was a better idea.
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Sam and Marty acting tough. |
And boy were we right! Saturday morning came around and it was sooo worth not being tired! We were going paintball-ing! Yes! For many of us, it was our first time! We were sooo excited! The paintball group met up around noon, then we headed off to the spot! In total there were about 15 people going. Luckily for us, about 7 of them were our friends! Our plans – get on a team together and DOMINATE! We suited up, learned the rules, and then chose teams. Luckily, Sam was one of the team captains! And she picked us all! Or plan was ½ complete. Next step – total domination!
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Getting dressed for the big game |
After the paintball experts conferred for a few minutes, it was decided to split the teams once more. This time though, Sam and I were on different teams. Luckily, on my team I got an expert paintball player (the guy who set the whole game up) and a retired army sniper (Donghoon). The cards were stacked in my favor! Sorry Sam!
The game – capture the flag. We ran around a bit. I got shot twice I think? But in this game, if you get shot early on, you get your helmet wiped off and get to go back in. I was able to shoot Dan out of the game for a moment, then Sam decided to get me. Drat. Shot by Sam. That’s messed up.

We played one more time, and of course, our team won this time too! Luckily Sam didn’t shoot me dead this time!
The last game we played was a fight to the death. Everyone was supposed to be against everyone else. Of course, who plays like that when you have friends around? When you have more friends than your enemies do….you’re bound to win! So that’s what we did. Marty, Sam, Mingyeong, and I decided to go into the woods and wait for everyone to kill each other. We started seeing people closing in on us, so I moved a little farther to snipe them out. I guess around this time someone started shooting at Mingyeong. Did Sam and Marty protect the other member of our alliance? No. They ran toward where I was hiding. Cowards.
Anyway, we became a 3 man hunting team – looking our for other enemies in our path. When someone saw one of us, they would come near, but when they realized that we were a 3-person-fighting-force-of-doom they ran away scared. We were getting good! After a while, we would scoop out an enemy and close in, using the trees for cover! They were scared! We started picking them off one by one. So proud of ourselves, we went for our next kill, thinking, “Oh this will be easy.” We scared the guy up a hill behind a tree. I came from behind, Sam and Marty were down below. I start shooting. My aim is awful so of course I miss. All of a sudden I’m struck in the face with a paintball – I’m out. Drat.




After getting back to Pohang, the twins went home and I made it just in time to meet everyone for dinner!
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